The Martial Unity

He still had no idea what they were, or why Martial Seniors had those, and no way of knowing yet. He knew that neither of the Martial Seniors was going to breathe a word to Rui, most likely.

(‘Although Senior Ceeran did let slip that the breakthrough to Martial Senior was a spontaneous event that could even occur in the middle of combat,’) Rui recalled.

Perhaps that information was too trivial for Senior Ceeran to care to bother hiding. Furthermore, he was recounting his own breakthrough to the Senior Realm which had occurred in the middle of a battle according to him.

Regardless, when he glanced at the Martial Senior, things weren’t looking too good. Senior Ceeran was having much greater difficulty than Senior K’Mala. He was not the type that was suited for the ODA system. In fact, Rui was sure that if he did end up adopting the ODA system in some new technique, he would probably use a portion of it.

And that was fine.

The point of learning the ODA system was to gain access to a unique and powerful ingredient and building block for new techniques that could have higher accuracy than what they used to have prior.

“Senior Ceeran,” Rui addressed the struggling Martial Senior gently. “Perhaps you should consider ignoring the second phase of the ODA system and focus on just the first phase alone. In reality, I only created the second phase because I had very high expectations of the ODA system in the first place and because I was capable of handling even greater difficulty when it came to mental requirements and burdens.

“You’re probably right, young man,” Senior Ceeran sighed. “In reality, the second phase is not all that relevant to me because I can manipulate the trajectory of my attacks really even after launching them,” He shrugged. “So I can make corrections to my trajectory of attacks that may be displaced by atmospheric conditions. In reality, I had already resolved to master the first phase more than anything. The second phase is not bad and would help, but it is not that deep of a matter if I cannot master it.”

Rui nodded, agreeing with his logic.

The two continued training hard as Rui overlooked their training. Every day, they would start training their executions of the ODA system, growing better at it as time passed.

In time, Senior K’Mala’s rate of calculations with the first phase of the ODA system had soon reached a stage where she could apply them in combat against other Martial Seniors. She had begun bullying her little brother in fights as she firmly kept him out of range. Her accuracy had risen tremendously and she could hold him off further away than he could attack her, creating a situation where she steadily accumulated damage on him while he could not even hurt her in the slightest.

Her mastery of the second phase of the ODA system was still imperfect, and it seemed that after many months of training it, she had finally hit her deadlock. She was unable to master it perfectly the way Rui had, yet it was still viable to the point that it helped her greatly.

Rui himself had made great strides in Project Wavestack. He had come to a point where double superposition was effortless, and triple superposition was consistently successful. He had even managed to get a fluke with quadruple superposition, but it was far too difficult for him to even consider mastering at the moment.

Pursuing superposition could go on infinitely, thus Rui decided to temporarily put an end to Project Wavestack as a success. A powerful technique that could amplify his offense by a factor of two or three had been created and it was finally time to give the technique a name.

(‘Transverse Resonance,’) Rui spontaneously came up with a name.

The name was a bit ironic since sound wasn’t transverse waves, it was carried by what was known as longitudinal waves.

Regardless, it was a cool name, so Rui didn’t particularly care. Ten months had passed since the contracts had been signed between the Martial Union and the G’ak’arkan Tribe. Every single technique had been successfully exchanged and traded.

The mission objective was achieved, in every way possible. He had to admit that it was one of the most satisfying missions that he had ever completed and was certainly the longest he had ever undertaken, and also the most unique all combined into one.

“We have accomplished our objective,” Rui calmly informed Senior K’Mala in an official meeting between the Martial Union and the G’ak’arkan Tribe. “We are grateful to the G’ak’arkan Tribe for cooperating with us in an exchange of techniques. We hope to maintain our good relationship with the G’ak’arkan Tribe.”

He had told her with a pleasant smile as they shook hands and bade each other goodbye. There was a very good chance that he might not see her again or any of the other Martial Artists of the tribe.

They exchanged a final smile before the migrating process began. The members of the settlement transferred all movable valuables. They left the infrastructure as it was, after all, there was no need to break it down. The Martial Union didn’t give a damn what the native indigenous Martial Artists of the island did with it once they left. If they ever decided to come back, it could make another settlement process much easier than the first time since they could rely on the foundation that they had left behind.

The migration process proceeded swiftly. Rui had been discharged from his duty as the leader of the settlement, and specialized personnel had been dispatched by the Martial Union to ensure that the various personnel and supplies, and inventory would be transported back to the Martial Union appropriately.

Soon enough a dozen large cruise ships sailed away from Vilun island, heading straight towards the Kandrian Empire that very day.

Had anyone asked how Rui was feeling that day, he wasn’t he would be able to reply.